hilál
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Şu anda okuduğu kitaplar
how unusual it is to believe the beliefs -and even die for these beliefs- originating with people you can never and will never know?
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🔎 Polisiye
💕 Romantik
🚀 Bilim Kurgu
🏰 Fantastik
📖 Klasik
🧠 Kişisel Gelişim
🏛️ Tarih
😱 Gerilim
a memory cannot be trusted, for so much of the experience of the past is determined by the experience of the presence.
you are a child until the people who brought you into this world are dead
against ample evidence, against your better judgments, you put trust in the constancy of things you place faith in their everydayness. one day you open your door, you step out in your yard, but the ground is not there and you fall into a hole that has no bottom and no sides and no color. the mystery of the hole in the ground gives way to the mystery of the fall; just when you get used to falling and falling forever, you stop; and that stopping is yet another mystery, for why did you stop, there is not an answer to that any more than there is an answer to why you fell in the first place. who you are is a mystery no one can answer not even you.
the pleasure for the observer, the beholder, is an invisible current between the two, observed and observer, beheld and beholder, and I believe that no life is complete, no life is really whole, without this invisible current, which is in many ways a definition of love.